After finishing his school affairs, Ye Lan was ready to leave Jiangcheng.

But Luo Junpeng and others tried their best to keep her.

"God Ye, we won't feel at ease unless you escort us into the examination room. We can settle for the next best thing and not have you wait for us at the door in your cheongsam. Just escort us in and let us pay our last respects to the God of Examination."

Ye Lan hung up the phone and was too lazy to reply.

But in the end I stayed.

The next morning, Xie Chenan drove over and said that the class was organizing an outdoor barbecue and invited Ye Lan to go.

Ye Lan had nothing to do, so he followed him out and went to a newly built leisure villa on the outskirts of Jiangcheng.

While barbecuing, someone suddenly mentioned a new project nearby.

"Haunted house? There are still people doing this kind of thing these days. Isn't it all superstition?"

When Luo Junpeng heard this, he waved his hands to show that he was not interested.

Another classmate leaned over and chimed in with interest, "I've heard about that haunted house too. I heard it was a remodel of that spooky commercial building in the suburbs. Back then, halfway through the foundation, a coffin oozing black water was unearthed. To avoid losing money, the contractor suppressed the matter and continued construction. Then, accidents happened one after another on the construction team, and the project was completely abandoned. Even the bus wouldn't drive by."

"Not only that, but it's said that it's eerie and foggy there day and night. It's easy to get lost if you're not careful."

…

Everyone was discussing with great interest, but Luo Junpeng was a little impatient.

"Hey, I'm out having fun. You're talking about bad luck or not?" He kicked the stool and sneered, "Besides, isn't there a haunted house over there now? The project is already open, which proves there's nothing wrong. These are all rumors, probably just a publicity stunt."

When everyone heard this, they also felt that this was the truth, so they stopped talking about it.

On the contrary, Xie Chenan, who was sitting on the side and didn't talk much, was grilling chicken wings. He frequently looked at the girl on the other side who was completely indifferent. He was relieved when he saw that she didn't get angry, and couldn't help but slap Luo Junpeng on the back of the head.

"The Master does not speak of strange things, supernatural powers, or gods. Do you understand? Have a fear of ghosts and gods, and stop talking nonsense."

"Ouch, Jiu Shao! Hiss!" Luo Junpeng, who was beaten while pretending to be cool, covered his head with his hands, looking aggrieved. "Didn't you tell me to believe in materialism before?"

Xie Chenan: “…”

That was his young and ignorant self, but now he has an epiphany!

"Anyway, kid, just stop talking and shut up and eat." He said fiercely, then sat back obediently and handed the roasted chicken wings to Ye Lan.

Ye Lan lowered his head and was replying to the message.

Knowing that she was leaving, some people in Jiangcheng who had asked her to tell their fortunes sent her messages, asking her to take a look at the feng shui of her home before leaving, or to calculate her recent fortune.

After she rejected them one by one, her eyes fell on the last dialog box.

"Master Ye, please help me with this matter. More and more workers are missing here, and I can't hold on any longer."

This is Mr. Xu who asked her to solve the Kumantong problem last time. Recently, people have been missing on the waterways that are mainly used for shipping. And they did not disappear on the ship, but disappeared for no reason during the rest time after landing.

The police have registered a case, but there has been no news yet.

Mr. Xu felt that something was wrong, so he asked Ye Lan for help.

"The reward is easy to negotiate, I just hope Master Ye can come."

The other party was sincere, and Ye Lan happened to be free, so he agreed.

'Tomorrow passes.'

After the time was confirmed, the sky in the suburbs gradually darkened.

In order to avoid having fun for the next two days, the students in Class F specially booked this place and will stay here tonight.

"I carefully selected this place. The air is fresh, and we can go to bed early and get up early so we can watch the sunrise tomorrow and be full of energy for the exam the day after tomorrow. This time, our Class F must rise to the occasion!"

"Stand up!"

After the mobilization meeting, everyone went back to their rooms to rest.

When Ye Lan came out of the shower, she found a text message was blocked on her phone. She thought it was spam and didn't pay much attention to it.

However, half an hour later, there was a knock on the door.

"Ye Lan...are you there?"

Xie Chenan's voice came from outside the door, and it sounded wrong.

Ye Lan paused while wiping her hair, walked over and opened the door, and found the boy clutching his phone, one hand against the door frame, a look of pain on his face. "I don't know why, but I just received a text message. As soon as I opened it, I felt dizzy and something didn't seem right."

Hearing this, Ye Lan looked at the screen that he was holding tightly in his hand. He did feel something strange, so he stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the phone."

Xie Chenan responded, as if he was using all his strength to resist opening the screen. He handed the phone over, and then he seemed to be exhausted. He leaned against the wall and gasped for breath, but he could already speak freely.

"Be careful, that interface is very strange. It seems to be tempting me to open it and go in."

He almost got caught just now.

Ye Lan suddenly became interested and started reading without saying a word.

What caught my eye was a glaring blood-red screen with only a small input box in the middle and a line of small reminder written next to it.

'Enter your wish and I will grant it to you'

It looks like a common electronic fraud scheme.

The difference is that this page exudes a faint resentment, and wisps of black air emerge from the edge of the phone, but they have no substance.

Ye Lan picked up a strand with his fingertips, brought it to his lips and sniffed it. There was a distinct earthy smell.

Xie Chenan saw her movements and asked in confusion, "What's in the phone?"

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